Shangrila

I am lost within my mind,
A sad, desperate clown,
Doomed and broken,
The healing power within my skin releases itself from my pores,
Stand there as a shadow of my past,
I look into your eyes and see my future as a brilliant, luminous place,
I look behind and see the despondency attempt to fade away,
You bring me forth by my hand and tell me to worry not,
For thy path shall be bright as long at we follow the light....


I wonder to myself..as I try to put myself to sleep... listening to Broken... am I truely worthy of the most loving, beautiful guy in the world? I'm so lucky to have the people in my life that I do. They do so much for me...

-The Tampon Fairy...
-My Uncles, Tumor Boy and The Quiet One...
-My parents....Step ones not excluded from that....


Am I truely worthy?